Hi!i gotta new one for ya...this is loosley based on a song from the new fabulous musical tiếp theo to normal called...um...perfect for bạn lol.
DISCLAIMER:I dont own any part of tiếp theo to normal. hoặc house. unfourtunately :)
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He looks like he has something he wants to say...
Yet he chooses to rant about something completley different. Classic.
As usual, i follow the script of to-busy-to-care-about-your-ramblings while i am actually riveted. Which is surprising, considering he has decided, this time to discuss the weather. Of all things.
"Its supposed to rain on saturday night"
I look up from my file. I contemplate answering. But he continues before i can answer.
"And on sunday"
He looks distracted. Normally when he invades my privacy this way he is obviously and completley focused on whatever it is he's telling me.
I look striaght into his stunningly blue eyes. As i do a little tingle zips its way down my spine. I fight the urge to shiver.
In his eyes i detect distraction, frustration, and......is that dissapointment? in who?me? himself?
Its anybodies guess.
He presses on like the little engine that thought it could "But on monday its supposed to clear up, and be nice for the rest of the week. And its" he gestured outside with his cane "beautiful today."
I open my mouth. He beats me to it.
"I saw this forecast today, it was on after Percription Passion" He looked at the floor
I raise one eyebrow, slow and cool "Um house? thats great and i totally care.." I shift my eyes back toward my desk
BANG! i startle. I look up to see that he has slammed his cane down on my desk, pressing down on it with both hands. He is leaning in so close to my face our noses are about an eyelash's length away from eachother. I can see sincerity etched in every icy blue pigment in his perfect eyes.
"Im trying to tell you...I tình yêu You"
What?!
DISCLAIMER:I dont own any part of tiếp theo to normal. hoặc house. unfourtunately :)
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He looks like he has something he wants to say...
Yet he chooses to rant about something completley different. Classic.
As usual, i follow the script of to-busy-to-care-about-your-ramblings while i am actually riveted. Which is surprising, considering he has decided, this time to discuss the weather. Of all things.
"Its supposed to rain on saturday night"
I look up from my file. I contemplate answering. But he continues before i can answer.
"And on sunday"
He looks distracted. Normally when he invades my privacy this way he is obviously and completley focused on whatever it is he's telling me.
I look striaght into his stunningly blue eyes. As i do a little tingle zips its way down my spine. I fight the urge to shiver.
In his eyes i detect distraction, frustration, and......is that dissapointment? in who?me? himself?
Its anybodies guess.
He presses on like the little engine that thought it could "But on monday its supposed to clear up, and be nice for the rest of the week. And its" he gestured outside with his cane "beautiful today."
I open my mouth. He beats me to it.
"I saw this forecast today, it was on after Percription Passion" He looked at the floor
I raise one eyebrow, slow and cool "Um house? thats great and i totally care.." I shift my eyes back toward my desk
BANG! i startle. I look up to see that he has slammed his cane down on my desk, pressing down on it with both hands. He is leaning in so close to my face our noses are about an eyelash's length away from eachother. I can see sincerity etched in every icy blue pigment in his perfect eyes.
"Im trying to tell you...I tình yêu You"
What?!
This is my Huddy poem...I dont really like my last stanza... :) but oh well...if bạn are true huddy fans, you'll understand what im talking about...
HUDDY POEM
Blue on blue,
Sea on sky.
They're not together,
I wonder why.
Short on tall,
Opposites attract.
They tình yêu each other,
And that is fact.
Both so arrogant,
Yet, both so cute.
No wonder their relationship,
Is hard to fluke.
Gregory House,
and Lisa Cuddy.
So perfect together,
They make Huddy...
pretty gay... :P
HUDDY POEM
Blue on blue,
Sea on sky.
They're not together,
I wonder why.
Short on tall,
Opposites attract.
They tình yêu each other,
And that is fact.
Both so arrogant,
Yet, both so cute.
No wonder their relationship,
Is hard to fluke.
Gregory House,
and Lisa Cuddy.
So perfect together,
They make Huddy...
pretty gay... :P
Okay, this poem is basically in Cuddy's POV kind of to House. I wrote it to be kind of Cuddy's personal thing, but of course, it turned into Huddy. My first bài viết on this spot AND Huddy poem, so please tell me what bạn think! It's short and might be a bit confusing at first, but here it goes;
Love.
And that's all I ever wanted.
How did I get here?
Just crying in an empty room
Once again a vacant world to me
I'm hurting and I'm sure bạn know
I hope, and that's just what i do
That the world could be, just be
What i want it to, another happy ending
Which we both know it won't be
Just hold me, so for a second
I could pretend it is
Could pretend it can
Pretend it could be
And maybe I could tình yêu you
And pretend i didn't know
That it was one of the few things
I was missing.
I know it kind of sucks, but it's my first and what do bạn expect?
Love.
And that's all I ever wanted.
How did I get here?
Just crying in an empty room
Once again a vacant world to me
I'm hurting and I'm sure bạn know
I hope, and that's just what i do
That the world could be, just be
What i want it to, another happy ending
Which we both know it won't be
Just hold me, so for a second
I could pretend it is
Could pretend it can
Pretend it could be
And maybe I could tình yêu you
And pretend i didn't know
That it was one of the few things
I was missing.
I know it kind of sucks, but it's my first and what do bạn expect?
